The Last King Of Darkness-Chapter 1322 - 655: King’s Tribulation

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Chapter 1322: Chapter 655: King’s Tribulation

Rod widened his eyes: "How do you know? Have you been there?"

Bossivale shook his head: "During the Dark Epoch, no one could reach there. But in the Fire Epoch, a powerful true king attempted to explore the limits of the plane but eventually got lost in the Endless Sea, vanished in the Eternal Mist, and never returned. It was a great, painful loss for the humans of that time. We discovered the records of that Human Kingdom—it’s documented in great detail to warn future generations."

"What was that Fire Kingdom called?"

After a moment of thought, Bossivale replied: "Its name was [Blossoms on the Frosty Shore, Northern Fortress Belgril]."

Amid the silent rustling, Rod felt a shiver down his spine.

In his mind, the Book of Knowledge also said: "Huh? Isn’t that the name of the former Master of Dreams? I remember that name; it appeared once before."

Rod nodded. He clearly remembered that Heigao’er’s full soul name was [Blossoms on the Frosty Shore, Northern Prince Heigao’er’s soul].

Clearly, Heigao’er was the prince of the human kingdom called Belgril, known as the "Northern Fortress."

It seems that this Northern Fortress was quite powerful; it’s just unclear how it was destroyed.

At that moment, Professor Bins asked again: "How much do you know about the Human Kingdom in the Fire Epoch?"

Bossivale answered: "We only know of four; the main continent is too far from us, so we can’t reach there. All our information comes from the fragments we found in the Abyss... This is another critical piece of information. The Abyss devours us, and we have discovered many human remains in the Abyss, including broken towns, settlements, and human skeletons, mainly located in the outer layer of the Abyss."

Evela said: "Obviously, there can’t be any residents in the Abyss; they were originally humans living on the surface, only to be devoured by the Abyss."

Trolian has already grasped this information, having witnessed the world-devouring spectacle of the Abyss firsthand.

This deeply shocked both Evela and Bossivale, particularly their discovery in the Abyss and the act of shattering Abyss Fragments.

"How... is that possible? I can’t imagine that only monarchs can step into the Abyss; otherwise, a soul would quickly be corroded."

Jon replied: "It was Aran; he possesses a Fire Spark called Abyss Blade, which can create items to allow us to walk freely in the Abyss."

Evela and Bossivale exchanged glances, seeing the astonishment in each other’s eyes.

"It’s truly astonishing. Lord Aran’s existence defies common sense. Apart from Lord Rod, I’ve never seen such a special Platinum Child."

What shocked them even more was that Rod informed them that beneath the Trolian Royal City lay the real Abyss.

"Heavens, a Royal City constructed atop the Abyss. I can hardly imagine!"

"It’s miraculous that you’ve survived to this point!"

Horus briefly explained to them the existence of the Silver Oath, the enormous sealing artifact used by the Royal City to suppress the Abyss. Without it, Trolian Royal City would have been destroyed long ago.

Bossivale said: "It sounds similar to the super seal of the Sea of No Light. Please be very careful; this key junction is the breakthrough point most valued by the Doomsday believers."

The Judgment Chief, Lucian, said darkly, "I will root out all Doomsday believers and those so-called Ancient Evil Thoughts. The only end for these worms is to be crushed to pieces."

Evela told Lucian everything known about the traitors in Saint Reel and their actions, especially concerning Galahad, known as the Fear Ghost Ahre.

"Before his Evil Thought Soul awakened, we had no idea he was an Ancient Evil Thought. Everything about him had been impeccable, and he was so reliable that we let him guard the most important Sea of No Light. When disaster struck, he destroyed the Dawn Horizon, causing the scale of the disaster to spiral uncontrollably."

Rod echoed the Book of Knowledge’s words to him: "The essence of Ancient Evil Thought is countless Elements that form a soul. They drift through the Spirit Realm until a disturbance occurs, forming a soul attached to a living being. This soul shows no anomalies, but its Elements are of evil thought. When the evil thought is stimulated by the Supreme Will, it awakens from deep within, replacing the original soul. Currently, we have no way to fundamentally distinguish between evil thoughts. However, they do leave traces."

He paused and continued.

"More importantly, as long as our systems are sufficiently standardized, evil thoughts can’t cause massive destruction. With Mephit and me, they are merely one-time explosives, far from formidable!"

In the enthusiastic applause, Lucian expressed his gratitude, saying, "Thankfully there is Lord Rod, otherwise I cannot imagine how any human could withstand so many Doomsday believers and so many Ancient Evil Thoughts."

This awakened something in Rod. Up until now, the number of evil thoughts he encountered was unusually high. Did humans in the past also have so many evil thoughts?

Yet he did not dwell on it. As for the Doomsday believers in the Royal City, only the fundamentalist Destruction Sect and the deeply hidden Survivor Sect remained.

As long as they cautiously guarded against evil thoughts smuggling in from Saint Reel refugees, there wouldn’t be major issues.

The group discussed this very issue for a long time, devising a series of plans to prevent the infiltration of evil thoughts. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Afterward, Rod once again recounted everything about the Pope of Saint Reel, revealing the truth about the Pope’s demise, the massive pollution in the starry sky, and the upcoming great catastrophe.

"The Pope told me, only the Primordial Fire can withstand this disaster."

"We must find the ten Human Kingdoms of the Fire Epoch to assemble all the Holy Fire Seeds and reignite the Primordial Fire."

"Additionally, the Pope said, if possible, we need to enter the real Abyss, for it holds the secret of the Black Fog. In the late Epoch of Gods, it was the destination of True Gods upon disappearing."

Even though it was the second time hearing it, it still stirred immense waves within everyone’s hearts.

Jon solemnly said: "I understand, but for now, our primary task is to establish the defense system of the ’Eternal Sanctuary’ to fend off the God of Contaminated Blood’s invasion."

They discussed the topic for quite a while.

However, no matter how many defense measures and how many organized defense clusters were proposed, the fundamental issue remained: to oppose a God, one must be a God.

Within Trolian, the emergence of a True King was necessary to fend off the God of Contaminated Blood’s invasion. Otherwise, all methods and strategies would be like flowers in a mirror or the moon’s reflection in the water.

All eyes again turned toward Evela and Bossivale.

The path to becoming a True King is completely uncharted territory in Trolian with no knowledge whatsoever.

The King remained at the Monarch Level limit for a long time. After the strengthening of the Holy Fire, he took another step forward within that limit.

Now, no one knows the exact extent of the King’s prowess, just as no one knows the limit of Aran’s strength.

Bossivale sighed: "I truly wish to meet your King, but unfortunately, he is still in seclusion. I hope he can safely handle this crisis."

Rod smiled, "Don’t worry, my intuition tells me the King will have no issues, and you’ll soon get to meet him."

Bossivale gave a slight smile, his expression turning serious.

"The path to becoming a True King is one of the greatest secrets in this world."

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Spirit Realm.

Amidst a golden flame, the King opened his eyes.

"Hmm... has it come?"

The previously gray Spirit Realm suddenly darkened as a giant shadow, several thousand meters long, descended from the sky. The endless atmosphere of distortion ripped through space, and terrifying pollution radiated outwards, staining the entire Spirit Realm black.

Yet the King showed no fear.

"Come, Mysterious Shadow, the inevitable King’s Calamity, the bizarre creation of the infinitely great Ancestor of Bizarre!"

He rose tall, golden flames flaring like the sun.

However, he failed to notice that within the sky-piercing flames, a shadow gradually spread.